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Looking for my grandfather on the Eastern Front
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My son, Gabriel, is named for my grandfather, and this story begins with a blotchy, sepia-hued photograph of Gabor that we placed in Gabriel’s room even before he was born. The picture showed a man with a stern gaze, in military attire and with a fastidiously trimmed moustache. I would tell my son the story, the little I knew, until one day, he asked, “OK, but where is he buried?”
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